I thought it would be a cute little game…
My boyfriend clicks genuine police speedcuffs around my wrists behind my back, locks heavy leg irons on my ankles, and smirks:
“Find the key before I finish my game on PlayStation. Should be easy, right?”
I’m cocky at first, stretching, bending, crawling around the room in my tiny top and panties, positive I’ll have them off in minutes.
But the key is nowhere. The steel bites tighter with every move, the chain between my ankles clinks mockingly, and I start getting loud, frustrated, demanding he tell me where it is.
That’s when he walks back in.
“Too noisy, babe.”
A big ball gag is shoved between my teeth and buckled cruelly tight. Drool immediately starts pouring down my chin and onto my chest. Before I can even protest, he snaps sharp nipple clamps onto me, making me squeal into the gag.
He gives the chain between the clamps a little tug, laughs, and walks out again, leaving me completely alone.
Now I’m furious: hobbling, squirming, drooling uncontrollably, tears of frustration in my eyes, clamps swinging with every desperate movement, wrists and ankles locked in unforgiving police steel. The more I struggle, the wetter my chest gets from the endless stream of gag drool. He never comes back.
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